And I can feel the needle break up inside of my veins, they try to tell me im insane, but u make me that way, so come and take me away, from this monster that u made of me, i feel like dying, erasing all of these memories... Schizophrenia, by Brokencyde
Danii Johnson
32 / Female / Fuckin the Whores, United States
Bisexual / Single & Looking
Member since:
Sep 21, 2010
Last online:
Sep 21, 2010
How bad do I have to hurt,
Before they finally see?
See the damage that's in my mind,
The damage that has been done.
It's locked up inside my heart,
Deep down and locked away.
Clawing at the bars to get out,
Roaring and churning inside.
So hard to keep it locked away,
So hard to keep it hidden.
I just want to scream at the world,
To finally let it free.
It's eating a way outside,
A way outside my heart.
It's clawing its way through the bars,
The bars that lock it away.
No longer the bars are stubborn,
No longer the bars resist.
They're weakening under the weight,
The weight of my own dispair.
How much do I have to hurt,
Before they finally see?
The damage that's building inside,
Building a way out of me.
